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What is dead is sacred; what is new, that is different, is evil, dangerous, or subversive.

I'd happily walk the plank for you.

The moral of that is: ‘the more there is of mine, the less there is of yours’.

Oh Henry, what big EYES you have...

Decency must be an even more exhausting state to maintain than its opposite. Those who succeed seem to need a stupefying amount of sleep.

Here's one from a few months back of a gaggle of cool lookin' dudes hanging about talking about beat poetry and whatnot down at the Botanical Gardens.

I don't pretend to understand the Universe - it's a great deal bigger than I am.

Full steam ahead means trouble for Papa . Starboard tack Henry! STARBOARD TACK!!!

To be happy we must not be too concerned with others.

Now, this here looks familiar ...

The chief danger in life is that you may take too many precautions.

Alas, he didn't find any buried treasure in Melbourne, and I still have to got to work...

Children are educated by what the grown-up is and not by his talk.

One of the bonuses of the new place of work is that this park is a mere two minutes away (on foot)! As you can see, Henry now feels as if he owns the place.

To endure is the first thing that a child ought to learn, and that which he will have the most need to know.

In his best John Inman... I'M FREE!

I am the grass

Keep on the grass. Princes Park, Battery Point. December 2010. The blandly-titled Princes Park features the impressive structure that lures children from all over Hobart. Unfortunately, it seems that Battery Point has some kind of dress code, as all the kids seem to be little fashion plates... Grass , Carl Sandburg Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo. Shovel them under and let me work--- I am the grass; I cover all. And pile them high at Gettysburg And pile them high at Ypres and Verdun. Shovel them under and let me work. Two years, ten years, and passengers ask the conductor: What place is this? Where are we now? I am the grass. Let me work.